A/N: Whatever madness follows is another joint fic with my lovely spanksizzle27, we don't know what's wrong with us either. We present you with a collection of one-shots based on the prompt "Sora and Riku go..." Obviously the main pairing is Soriku with some Cleon and AkuRoku for some flair. Enjoy and if anyone has any ideas/suggestions review or send us a PM.

Sora and Riku Go: Buy Some candy.

30.) "Elements with _ first ionization energies _ electron affinities generally form cations."

Riku skimmed through the proceeding four choices and sighed. Chem sucked. Hardcore. But he wasn't about to let Sora know that what he really wanted to do now involved nothing but a couch and some peace and quiet, nope. It was vital to Sora's academic career that Riku made sure he studied for these exams. Which meant he had to put his own game face on and study too.

"Riku… I need you."

From across the table Riku laid his pencil down and mustered all the patience he could. There really wasn't that much left.

"What now?"

"What…."

"Stop adding dramatic pauses after the first word of every sentence or I swear to God…"

"… rhymes with penguin?"

Riku drew in a long breath and through pursed lips answered, "Nothing."

"What?" was Sora's desperate reply.

"Pick a new word to rhyme with."

"But… penguin is such a vital word to this poem. I mean, the whole thing will literally fall apart without it. There has to be something."

With pencil in hand, Riku went back to question #30.

A) high, positive or slightly negative

"Riku?"

Riku answered with method #49 of how to deal with an annoying Sora: blatantly pretending to be deaf. Success rate, 1% and only because an ice cream truck happened to distract him.

"Rikuuuu?" A little more forceful.

Contemplating method #70: pretending to get a phone call which ends in the need to save some children from a burning building (success rate 0% because Sora would always end up believing there was a real emergency), Riku kept his eyes trained on his chemistry practice.

Sora fidgeted with his pencil. He wasn't known for making the best choices and keeping steady with his track record, flung the pencil at the top of Riku's head.

"Sora… you literally have 3 seconds to pick that up and finish your damn poem before I leap across this table and tie you down, forcing you to watch educational videos…again."

"No, god, no okay I'm sorry, I'll be good."

What was to become a record for Sora, he worked for five straight minutes without saying a word, hitting or throwing something, or scribbling all over his paper.

Then, "Can I get your opinion on this masterpiece I just wrote?"

Riku was secretly thankful because he was tired of skipping questions. Chem is fucking hard. Just saying. Seriously. Don't take it. Ever.

Sora ahem-ed.

"Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Flowers are pretty,

And so are you.

I really like your hair,

It smells kinda nice,

It looks very clean,

You've never had lice.

Sometimes you're mean,

But that's okay,

I know you love me,

Despite what you say,

"Sora, besides using the word "lice" that's actually moderately acceptable as poet-"

Your pants hang low,

You think you're a G,

We all know you're not,

But whatever makes you happy.

"Okay now I'm offended…"

"They really do sometimes, I mean, I memorized every brand of boxers you own. Sorry but that was all I could do with just this much energy."

"There's trail mix in the kitchen if you need a snack."

Sora quirked an eyebrow. "Really? Does your mom make you eat that?"

"It's healthy brain food, which is obviously what you need right now, Sor'"

"Riku you don't understand, I need sugar."

Riku knew never to violate rule #1: Do not, under any circumstances, voluntarily allow Sora to consume sugar.

"No Sor', you're kinda failing your English class right now so the last thing you need is a sugar rush."

Sora pouted. "Rikuuuu, come on, there's a convenience store right down the street and I'm pretty sure you aren't making any progress with whatever you're studying."

"How could you possibly know that?"

"You haven't flipped to a new page in the last half hour." Sora stood, glided to stand over Riku's shoulder, and examined the array of papers.

"What's a cation?" Sora pronounced it ca-shun.

Riku facepalmed. "Sora, it's pronounced cat-eye-on."

Sora giggled. "Riku, you hate cats."

Something inside Riku kind of shattered and he knew there was absolutely no way in hell either of them was going to make any progress.

Short of knocking Sora on his ass, Riku stood up begrudgingly. "Fine, let's just go get your damn candy, but only if you promise to come back and finish your work."

Sora bounced to the door and waited impatiently while Riku tidied the table, stacking papers and re-arranging pencils.

"Remember Riku, 'no shirt, no shoes, no service'."

Riku's what-the-fuck-look was practically begging Sora to explain himself.

"What are you talking about?"

Sora pointed, "Put yo shoes on foo'".

"Sora, you're no longer allowed to watch the A Team. Now get out before I question my sanity."

The store was empty, most likely due to the fact that it was a lazy Sunday afternoon and it was finals week. Everyone with a brain was inside studying. Except for those who associated with Sora. They were doomed.

Riku prodded Sora. "You can have one pack of candy and that's it."

"Okay but you have to help me pick."

Riku sighed. At least he agreed.

With that Sora raced off towards the candy aisle hand firmly wrapped around the other's wrist.

"Riku, Riku, Riku, Riku how in the world am I supposed to choose just one?" Sora complained as he gazed over the surprising large selection of candy in the tiny convenience store. The elder sighed.

"Sora it's really not all that difficult. Just grab a Reeses cup or something. You like those right?" The brunette's eyes lit up as he reached for the candy before stopping dead, hand a centimeter from the bright orange package.

"No Riku, no. I know your evil scheme!" He threw a glare in the other's direction "You know I'll eat these super fast and there's only two in a pack and then it'll be gone and you don't want me to have a large sugar intake and-" Riku slapped his hand over the boy's mouth to get him to shut it. Honestly he hadn't been thinking like that, he just wanted to go back to studying in order to save the younger's grade, and since when did Sora know how to use the word intake correctly?

As Riku was pondering these things he didn't realize that Sora had started to lick at his hand and was about to bite him.

"Ow!" He released the piranha of a boy before examining his hand. "Seriously Sora? I think you're a little crazed. Can we please just get your candy and go?" Sora smiled before turning back to the shelves while Riku stared at the red bite mark on his hand. He had forgotten the ever important Rule #2: If Sora should be able to attain sugar, do not under any circumstance tell him what kinds he should and should not consume. He's a biter.

A handful of seconds later Sora's arms were full of various candies and a look of pure concentration overtook his face.

Riku merely watched as God knows what kind of thought process ran through Sora's mind.

"Okay… I'm going with these." Sora clutched a box of Skittles close to his chest and put the other choices back.

Riku wasn't really sure what type of ultimatum just happened but whatever, they'd successfully picked something out, he kinda actually like Skittles so he could steal some later, and they were heading for the checkout within a decent amount of time.

The clerk flashed the two a bright smile as Sora pushed his beloved box of rainbows towards her.

Sora turned to Riku and was about to say something about how whoever invented Skittles could possibly know what a rainbow tastes like when something caught his eye.

"Oh my God Riku."

Riku looked where the brunette was looking and almost laughed out loud. Almost.

"Skoofies? Are those… could they be….Would someone really…"

"Sora, those are off-brand Skittles okay, I promise."

"I don't think so…" he leaned in towards Riku, and in a breathy whisper said, "I think they're Skittle flavored roofies."

Riku almost lost it. Almost.

The clerk's smile had since been replaced with a look of confusion, annoyance, and impatience as she'd been holding out Sora's receipt for at least thirty seconds.

Riku grabbed it and led Sora out of the store by his arm.

"I'm going to ignore the thought that you've somehow learned about roofies," Riku said while trying his best not to laugh. There was no way he was letting Sora make him laugh because that always led to distractions. Rule #5: Never let Sora make you laugh if you have important things to do. They won't get done because once he starts he'll never stop. You're stomach muscles will be aching for a while. Seriously.

Sora gave him an innocent look while they crossed the street. "Axel was telling me about them once when he and Roxas-"

Riku tugged his arm, pulled Sora into a warm hug and playfully smacked him on the head. "How many times have I told you to never talk to Axel without a responsible adult around?"

Sora thought about it. "At least ten times."

Rule #8: Never ask Sora a rhetorical question involving numbers.

They sat down at Riku's kitchen table for the second time, Sora armed with Skittles and pencil. "Okay inner poet, here we go."

Riku chuckled.

There were days he really just loved Sora without knowing why.

Hell yeah we wrote that crappy poem on our own.